Lately, inspired by a friend, I started to “recollect” and write down my “older” (in time) shamanic experiences.
Most of them will remain “private”, and some I feel I can share.
This one belongs to 2000, when I travelled to Peru.
I was of course visiting the sacred site of Machu Picchu, the day after reaching it from the Inca trail (three days walk, up first, and down after, the picture on my front page here on the homepage, belongs to the path going down through the jungle).
So, I was so extremely lucky that the weather was uncertain, and not so many visitors…
Among other places, I reached the “World’s center” up up, a very particular sacred stone you may have seen in photos from there. It was raining lightly, and I was alone. Spectacular view.
Respectfully, and very carefully, I sat by the Stone, and contacted it. I closed my eyes, prayed for the World, and asked for a “private message” about my work (if, if…)
At the moment I opened my eyes again, the Rainbow appeared, and everything stood still.
“All Colors, All Colors” the Rainbow’s message was.
I stayed in the silent Bliss of the moment, then thanked, and moved on. That was it.
I felt very honored, and deeply thankful. I understood the message.
All Colors were us, the People, all kinds, all colors, all races, all characters and all beliefs. All One, all Sacred.
That was what I had to deal with.
I was on the “right” path!
Before, and, even more, after, I try to honor and practice this teaching both in my Life and in my work, even it is not always easy.
And when my Patience is “shaken”, I always remember the Rainbow.